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[fourseasons]

[The video comes on to show... well. It’s hard to see just yet with how Japan keeps shifting. But he eventually straightens himself and angles the communicator towards himself and Netherlands, who are squashed together awkwardly on a couch, Netherlands obviously attempting to stay perfectly still as he smokes. Japan gives Netherlands a certain sort of look (probably meaning to express “It’s on!”) before addressing the camera again.]

Ah, hello to those who are seeing this. I am Japan. [He even gives a little bow of his head to the camera before looking to Holland with clear expectation.]

[Netherlands, for his part, barely inclines his head - that’s all he’s willing to do at the moment.]

...Hm. [Japan seems to realize this with a sort of troubled face and just faces the camera again.] And this is Holland-san.

[Netherlands abruptly straightens up at that, throwing over a flustered glance as he huffs.]

Introductions are only polite... [Another look from Japan, this one almost scolding.]

[A low mumble that’s lost to anyone other than Japan, and he relents.] Yeah. I’m the Netherlands. [That’s really all he wants to say.]

Ah, so, forgive me if this message is rather unorganized, as we are still doing our best to find a way to deal with such a thing, but it seems that this sort of situation is--

We wanna know what the hell is goin’ on, here.

[Japan visibly stiffens at that, whirling his head to stare at Holland. How blunt... He’s obviously a bit... offended.]

[Netherlands shoots him a small look out of the corner of his eye - what?]

I suppose if it must be put in such a way... [He glances away from Holland with an exaggerated sigh.] Yes, we would like to know such a thing.

An’ if there are ashtrays here.

...Thank you in advance. [Japan’s looking just plain flustered by now, but he shuts off the feed to end that.]

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[fourseasons]

...Forgive me, that is something I have not yet discovered.

[za_rodina]

I thought as much. [Going to bury his head in his arms, enjoy your view of the wall, Japan.]

[fourseasons]

Ah... [He is so not sure how to comfort Russia of all people. ...]

My apologies.

[za_rodina]

[He waves a hand dismissively, voice muffled.]

Don't worry about it.

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...

[He's sort of wondering if he should mention he's heard Belarus is here. Would it make it worse, or be a good warning...

He decides to forget about it completely. Yes.]

Things become clearer slowly. Ah... with memory, that is.

[za_rodina]

Mm, I suppose.

[He peeks up at the camera, chin resting on his knees.]

These numbers, do they mean anything other that keys?

[fourseasons]

[He stares at his arm, even though it's covered by a sleeve now.

It's still bugging him that he got "lucky number 8"... What's that supposed to mean.]

I am not sure. I believe they can hold some meaning, but... it's not clear.

[za_rodina]

Well, I suppose easy answers were too much to assume.

[He sighs and runs a finger over the numbers for a moment before focusing on Japan again.]

Where are you two?

herpaderp late SORRY

[fourseasons]

Ah... We are not too far from the passenger's quarters, I believe.

I am not sure...where exactly.

It's okay~

[za_rodina]

Past the blue lift?

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Yes, I believe so... [Slowly realizing he's telling Russia where he is.

SIGH IT'S UNAVOIDABLE. Wow I feel so bad for Russia he needs friends.]

[za_rodina]

Mm, that's what the Netherlands' said as well. I went past it I suppose.

[He tips his head back. Who knows, he was just kind of trying to get away at that point.

What are friends even.]

[fourseasons]

There should be seats, and a table. [I honestly have no idea where they are so INSERT DESCRIPTION HERE]

[za_rodina]

[He waves a dismissive hand.]

I'll find it eventually I suppose.

[He's chill in his corner for now.]